More tricky poetry

Doing a course in Poetics really opened my mind to poetry.

Being a mature age student (50 years old as a first year student), brings a unique set of challenges, particularly when you have anxiety, depression and undiagnosed autism.

In Creative Writing – Poetics, the tutorial group had more mature age students than any other tutorial group I’ve been in, so far, which made it infinitely easier to be there.

Still, the inner monologue nattering on about being an imposter, who do you think you are, stealing a 20 year-old’s position, no right to be here, made it hard.

When we had to explore different poetry forms, I came up with this acrostic alliterative poem.

Imposter trauma

Imposter, imitating intelligence, intrusion ignites indignant ingenue.
My mind, my mien, memory, mimetic mummery? Mature-age, mute.
Policies, procedures. Politics, process, programme. Pathos, pathetic.
Outcry! Obdurate operations, oligopoly opines, opportunities open.
Stirs, struts, sassy secrets, stentorious sounds. Sorry.
Trite tumultuous torrents, titre, tighter, terrified trust.
Erudite elegance. Error! Elements ease, elemental edge.
Rites, rigorous rotation, random rage, righteousness.

Time, the templar temple, tremors, trauma, trampled, trapped.
Restitution, re-engagement, relief, resiled, resilient.
Assessed attitude, alluded amplitude, acquiescent acceptance.
Uncertain undercurrents, unctuous understanding, understatement.
Molten madness, messy magnificence, mature-age model.
Acceptable. Accented asperity, abasement, abashed apology.